C7 I Am a Little Beauty

The Emperor of Cloud Country was called Yun Cangqiong, and he was currently in his prime. There were a total of seven children, including the First Prince, Yun Boqun. He might be conferred the title of Crown Prince in the future. Second Prince, Yun Mengxiu, was kind and knew how to divine, but he could observe the weather at night. He was the candidate for the future Imperial Advisor. Although Third Prince and Yun Xifeng were young, they had extraordinary intelligence. Although Fourth Prince and Yun Heyan were only fourteen years old, they had already made remarkable achievements on the battlefield. Of course, they would definitely become a powerful general in the future. Fifth Princess Yun Yao, Sixth Princess Yunshu, and Seventh Prince Yun Xu were all not twelve years old.

Among them, First Prince Yun Boqun, Third Prince, Yun Xifeng and Fifth Princess Yun Yao were the same mother. It was also the birth of the current Empress St. Germain. Second Prince, Yun Mengxiu and Fourth Prince, Yun Heyan, were from Noble Consort Imperial Consort Shu. As for the Sixth Princess, Yunshu, and the Seventh Prince, Yun Xu, they were the birth of Consort Jin and Consort Ru.

Empress Sheng De's maiden name was Sima Dexin, and she was the younger sister of the Kingdom Protector General of Cloud Country, Sima Xianru. The Sima family had been generals for generations, and many of the generals in the court had received guidance from the Sima family. Thus, in the entire Cloud Country, everyone knew that the authority of the Sima family could not be ignored.

The Murong family of Noble Consort Imperial Consort Shu was the maternal family of the empress dowager, and Imperial Consort Shu called the empress dowager's aunt. Thus, in the entire harem, other than the empress, Imperial Consort Shu had the greatest authority. As for the Jin Concubine and Concubine Ru, they were actually summoned into the palace by the empress, so they would definitely use the empress's orders as their principles.

Hua Moyu nodded, no wonder she was bullied. It seemed like she was too close to Second Prince and Fourth Prince, so she also got revenge. Of course, the biggest contradiction was the young man in front of her.

"What is the relationship between Xiyou and the Fifth Princess? Will Xiyou leave Moyu?" Hua Moyu had also heard that Leng Xiyou's presence was not something she could decide.

Leng Xiyou did not expect to hear such a direct question, but he still looked at the little girl leaning against the bed with a determined expression.

"I have nothing to do with the Fifth Princess. I will never take the initiative to look at any girl other than Moyu. As for whether I will leave you or not, it will be up to you. Unless I die. Otherwise, I will always be by your side... I will never leave you!"

Er, I feel a little dizzy. Why do I feel like I'm hearing a hint of adultery? Speaking of which, young man, is this the rhythm of your confession?

He held onto the bed and wanted to get up, but the young man actually squatted down and helped him put on the embroidered shoes.

"I can do it myself. Xiyou, there's a difference between men and women."

Leng Xiyou was stunned, and a trace of sadness flashed in his deep eyes. However, it was quickly covered up by a gentle smile.

"Moyu, it was always like this in the past. Why, did you forget? It doesn't matter. I will get used to it slowly. " It was as if he was talking to himself, and also as if he was comforting himself.

Why was there pain in his heart? Was that the feeling he should have? Hua Moyu deliberately did not look at the youth and instead turned to look at the room that she should be in right now.

The yellow broken flower curtains were fixed by the golden ribbons on both sides. The blue yellow silk blanket on the bed was revealed. The little flowers that decorated the tent curtains seemed to be alive as they drifted in all directions, even carrying the scent of fine flowers. In the blink of an eye, he discovered that it was just that the workmanship of the fine flowers was too meticulous. It even gave rise to an illusion.

The young girl's aura was still very strong, but the young girl had already stood up and walked away without any hesitation.

Beside the bed was a dressing table, and a small wooden box that could be stretched and retracted at will hid the copper mirror inside. Opening the wooden box and placing the copper mirror inside, it was actually able to remain safe and not fall.

At this moment, a graceful picture of spring appeared in the mirror, her crescent moon-like eyebrows were covered by her bangs, but at this moment, because of a white bandage, there were still some traces that could be vaguely seen, and it did not affect the beauty.

The bright eyes were filled with emotion, as if there were thousands of words to be said, but it could only be put on a smile. Her eyelashes were like fans, and she was as graceful as a swan. Her nose was straight up in the Heavenly Court, and she was like an emperor's daughter who would eventually achieve greatness. The red color of her red lips was uniform, and there was no need to dye her red. Her skin was snow white, and although she did not use any makeup, her beauty was natural.

Hua Moyu secretly poked her small face with her index finger. One more time. Until a big hand gently wrapped around her small hand, followed by a sound as smooth as spring water. "Although she is somewhat weak, Moyu is still as lovely and lovable as before."

Following which a shy smile appears on her small face, "So it turns out that I am a little beauty. Hehe. "

Some words could be said randomly, while some things could be done casually. However, one must not smile at a man like that. This was definitely what Hua Moyu wanted to say at this moment. Definitely!

The tender little mouth seemed to have been swallowed by a big monster, unable to move freely. The amount of foreign gas accumulated in his chest was almost exhausted. Young man, when will you be able to completely squander away your arrogance?

The thin and weak little hands were unable to push the young man who was holding him tightly. They could only wait passively until the young man had enough before speaking again.